Keep both my eyes transfixed on the prize
A high-rise to the blue skies my piece of the pie
There's a hole in my heart that I know how to fill
That's to light my cigarettes with a hundred dollar bill
It's all about cash flow the California Dream
To make the grade you gotta make the green
My friend I'm the champion I've no time for losers
Never ask for nothin 'cause beggars can't be choosers

Lookin' our for number ones's a full time occupation
I'll give to me myself and I my own salvation
Some people try to tell me God can save me from my sin
But God can take a number and I'll pencil him in
Busy oh so busy I got no time to search
My sunday's are all booked I've got no time for church
That's for those poor souls, dry as a stone
God bless this child 'cause this child's got his own.

Oh, let my pride fall down I'm a little man
Oh, let my pride fall down I'm a little man

He who gets the most toys and dies is the winner
I'm livin' the high life with lobster tail dinners
My lexus, my yacht, my gold chains and rings
These are a few of my favorite things
But most of all I keep my billfold the closest to my heart
House decorated with million dollar works of art
Roll with the bigwigs they think I'm the man
But then I stop and look and think about how big I really am

Oh, let my pride fall down I'm a little man
Oh, let my pride fall down I'm a little man
Oh, let my pride fall down I'm a little man
Oh, let my pride fall down I'm a little man

Mammon is an unforgiving god, I cast him away
I live my life to God, not to get paid
Money can't save your soul, don't think I can
I look to God and I feel like a little man.

Oh, let my pride fall down I'm a little man
Oh, let my pride fall down I'm a little man
Oh, let my pride fall down I'm a little man
Oh, let my pride fall down I'm a little man

(Teddy Edwards)

Sure as fire will burn
There's one thing you will learn
Those things you have cherished
Are things that you have earned
Luck is when opportunity
Meets with preparation
And the same is true for every generation

Little man
As you climb upon my knee
The whole future lies in thee
Little man

Little man
Never hurry, take it slow
Things worth while need time to grow
Little man

Don't look back
There are things that might distract
Move ahead towards your goal
And the answers will unfold
Little man
Love is always in the air
It is there for those who care
Little man

Don't look back
There are things that might distract
Move ahead towards your goal
And the answers will unfold
Little man
Love is always in the air
It is there for those who care
Little man
Little man
Little man
Little man

I remember walk'in round the court square sidewalk
Lookin' in windows at things I couldn't want
There's johnson's hardware and morgans jewelry
And the ol' Lee king's apothecary
They ware the little man
The little man

I go back now and the stores are all empty
Except for an old coke sign from 1950
Boarded up like they never existed
Or renovated and called historic districts
There goes the little man
There goes the little man

Now the court square's just a set of streets
That the people go round but they seldom think
Bout the little man that built this town
Before the big money shut em down
And killed the little man
Oh the little man

He pumped your gas and he cleaned your glass
And one cold rainy night he fixed your flat
The new stores came where you do it yourself
You buy a lotto ticket and food off the shelf
Forget about the little man
Forget about that little man

He hung on there for a few more years
But he couldn't sell slurpees
And he wouldn't sell beer
Now the bank rents the station
To a down the road
And sell velvet Elvis and
Second-hand clothes
There goes little man
There goes another little man

Now the are lined up in a concrete strip
You can buy the world with just one trip
And save a penny cause it's jumbo size
They don't even realize
They'er killin' the little man
Oh the little man

It wasn't long when I was a child
An old black man came with his plow
He broke the ground where we grew our garden
Back before we'd all forgot about the little man
The little man
Long live the little man
God bless the little man

It seems like some good people do get messed up on their chances
Ain't no doubt it's all been planned out before they were born
Always goin' up that long downhill road always at the little end of the horn

Oh the little man don't count they look right over his head
And they turn him and they burn him any way they can
Just somebody's leanin' post everybody's underdog
Oh heaven help cause no one else will the little man

It seems like people would get tired of lookin' down on people
It's seems like people got to have someone to kick around
Always feelin' like they need to be looked up to
And always someone there when they look down

Oh the little man don't count...

So naive, it helps me to breathe
Yor smile I keep on file
You tickle me pink
I love the way you think
So when I'm feeling low I know
I'm your greatest fan

Little man I'm endlessly proud of you
In such a short time span
You've filled my heart with joy
As I grow older, you grow wiser
Watching my mistakes
Memorise where I've gone wrong

If they fall way
I'll stay with you
But do as I say and not as do
Trust me and you'll see
All I want is what is best for you

Little man yor head is full of dreams
If only I could spend one day touring
Your imagination
If I live longer you'll grow faster
At recognising the traps that cause
Me such frustration

If they fall way
I'll stay with you
But do as I say and not as I do
trust me and you'll see
All I want is what is best for you
(x3)

So naive, it helps me to breathe
Your smile I keep on file
You tickle me pink
I love the way you think
So when I'm feeling low I know
I'm your greatest fan

מילים: שאנן סטריט, שלומי אלון, גיא מר, משה אסרף, יאיא ודודוש קלמס
לחן: שלומי אלון, יאיא , דודוש קלמס, משה אסרף, גיא מר ושאנן סטריט

Yo! come from the holiest place on earth
and still i don't believe in shit
sticking my music in you for whatever it's worth
you can use it or refuse it whatever you see fit
got me an appetite for party tonite
so i think i might go out despite slight fright
pretending i'm alright gonna drown my fears
intending to delight my soul down a beer
gotta drive thru various random checkpoints
they be looking thru my pockets for weapons n' joints
at the entrance to the club i'm sure that you know this
searched once again for explosives n' roaches
all this just so i can get loaded
where a whole bunch of buddies of mine exploded
n' left me on this planet on my own
fuck it- i think i'm gonna stay home, get stoned.

I'm just a little man
I come from the Middle East
I wanna be a free man
I ain't no gangsta no
I'm just a little man
coming from the Middle East
I wanna be a free man
I ain't no gangsta no

If i were a bird i'd fly high in the sky
and dump a big ass turd all over all religious
sites
like an activist get other birds to join in too
til' everything would actually be covered in poo
so many close calls so many times i could've died
now my brain cells feel like falafel- deep fried
this ain't no fairy tale ain't no mother goose
one thing's for sure - when hell really breaks loose
i'm gonna be loungin' in the box seats
residing in the town where three religions meet
and when they decide to clash
n' burn this mother fuckin' shit hole to the ash
i won't pass on the opportunity given to me
to light a fat ass hash doobie that'll really screw me
get real smashed... kick back...
while i watch all types of pathetic fanatics attack.

I'm just a little man
coming from the Middle East
I wanna be a free man
I ain't no gangsta no

I have a brother I love more than me
He and his wife had a little baby
He hates sudden noises
He can't stand bright light
I suppose he'd have rather stayed inside

Little man, I wonder, are you happy, are you sad?
The one thing I'm sure of you're the smallest man I ever met
And you will see beauty
And you will feel pain
You're the little spark of hope inside my brain

I am so sorry about the world we put you in
I am so sorry I'll never be like you again

Little man, so much to learn and so much to forget
So much to give before I go to bed
I think that your first words
Just may be your best
And I hope that 'I love you' will be your last

Oh how I hope that you grow up to be happy
Oh how I hope that you will shed a tear for me

You wonder who you are and that is not unusual
'Cause no one's ever sure
Little man, will you remember me?

Yo! come from the holiest place on earth
and still i don't believe in shit
sticking my music in you for whatever it's worth
you can use it or refuse it whatever you see fit
got me an appetite for party tonite
so i think i might go out despite slight fright
pretending i'm alright gonna drown my fears
intending to delight my soul down a beer
gotta drive thru various random checkpoints
they be looking thru my pockets for weapons n' joints
at the entrance to the club i'm sure that you know this
searched once again for explosives n' roaches
all this just so i can get loaded
where a whole bunch of buddies of mine exploded
n' left me on this planet on my own
fuck it- i think i'm gonna stay home, get stoned.

I'm just a little man
I come from the Middle East
I wanna be a free man
I ain't no gangsta no
I'm just a little man
coming from the Middle East
I wanna be a free man
I ain't no gangsta no

If i were a bird i'd fly high in the sky
and dump a big ass turd all over all religious
sites
like an activist get other birds to join in too
til' everything would actually be covered in pooh
so many close calls so many times i could've died
now my brain cells feel like falafel- deep fried
this ain't no fairy tale ain't no mother goose
one thing's for sure - when hell really breaks loose
i'm gonna be loungin' in the box seats
residing in the town whre three religions meet
and when they decide to clash
n' burn this mother fuckin' shit hole to the ash
i won't pass on the opportunity given to me
to light a fat ass hash doobie that'll really screw me
get real smashed... kick back...
while i watch all types of pathetic fanatics attack.

I'm just a little man
coming from the Middle East
I wanna be a free man
I ain't no gangsta no...

Little man you’re very small
Little man you’re very small
Noone’s gonna hear your call
Noone’s gonna hear your call

Little man your eyes are red
Little man your eyes are red
Wishing you were cold and dead
Wishing you were cold and dead

Noone gonna play your game
Noone gonna play your game
Nothing changes it’s the same
Nothing changes it’s the same

Little man you’re very small
Noone’s gonna hear your call
Little man your eyes are red
Wishing you were cold and dead

Noone gonna play your game
Noone gonna play your game
Nothing changes it’s the same
Nothing changes it’s the same

Keep both my eyes transfixed on the prize
A high-rise to the blue skies my piece of the pie
There's a hole in my heart that I know how to fill
That's to light my cigarettes with a hundred dollar bill
It's all about cash flow the California dream
To make the grade you gotta make the green
My friend I'm the champion I've no time for losers
Never ask for nothin 'cause beggars can't be choosers

Lookin' our for number ones's a full time occupation
I'll give to me myself and I my own salvation
Some people try to tell me God can save me from my sin
But God can take a number and I'll pencil Him in
Busy oh so busy I got no time to search
My Sunday's are all booked I've got no time for church
That's for those poor souls, dry as a stone
God bless this child 'cause this child's got His own.

Oh, let my pride fall down I'm a little man

He who gets the most toys and dies is the winner
I'm livin' the high life with lobster tail dinners
My Lexus, my yacht, my gold chains and rings
These are a few of my favorite things
But most of all I keep my billfold the closest to my heart
House decorated with million dollar works of art
Roll with the Bigwigs they think I'm the man
But then I stop and look and think about how big I really am

Mammon is an unforgiving God, I cast him away
I live my life to God, not to get paid
Money can't save your soul, don't think I can
I look to God and I feel like a little man.

[Verse 1]
Dear Jacob
I won't take up too much of you time
I know you're trying to get your video game-grind on
And that's fine
Just gimme a second to empty my face
Before I hit the road again to go and win this paper chase
I've been watching you man
I'm proud of you man
You're growing up to be the best man that you possibly can
I know you understand
Why I go out of town
I also know my days are colder when you're not around
Sometimes I wonder what it's like to be adapted to the fact
That daddy never lived inside the same shack
And sometimes I get this pain in my stomach's pit
It's what I get
I'm convinced it's my punishment
For those nights I got drunk and let go at some bar
In some city with some people I don't know
For all the times that the lines on your face
Reminded me of the days before the dragonflies escaped
It trips me out how you pick up all my traits
From the way that you spit to the fists that you make
I watch the way you try to keep your mom happy
Daddy learned that from you
You're supposed to learn that from daddy
I can't teach much when it comes to women
I drive safe and slow but don't know nothing 'bout the engine
You're doing good little man thats all I really meant
I love you
You're my best friend, thanks for listening

[Verse 2]
Dear Craig
What up bones? How it goes?
Yeah, me? Well, you know, you know, same old, same old
Sorry that the phone calls ain't too routine
Just been runnin' around the globe tryin' to do my thing
Sometimes the weeks fly a little too fast
And sometimes I go to sleep a little too trashed
Other times I'm not sittin' on enough cash
And other times today feels too much like the past
Sometimes at night I would watch y'all fight
A child wonderin'
Why your life just ain't alright?
What's the violence about? Why's it in my house?
And even the memories are turned up too loud
Yeah, I got some issues in my head
Knew we should've started fixing 'em back when she left you
I'm not trying to get you down, I know you're different now
But your little man justs wants you to listen now
I'm over thirty, can't maintain relations
All these women wanna hurt me and I just don't have the patience
I can't trust 'em
And they're not much help
When they start to push and pull the buttons I don't trust myself
What pride, fists, and words just might do?
I'm afraid of my fate, don't wanna turn out like you
I've never hit a woman
I won't do coke
And for that alone I love you and I wanna thank you old man

[Verse 3]
Dear Sean
What's goin' on?
Not much to say
Just checkin' in wit'cha trying to see what's wrong today
I know there's gotta be something kickin' your bruises
How's the love? How's the music? How's the self-abusiveness?
Got a lot to lose, it's breakin' your shoulders
So you let your paranoia place your bets for you
Too many cigarettes, messin' up your voice
Too many arguments, tryin' to test your poise
The only women that love you are fans and family
Mom has no choice, but fans leave you randomly
No heavy rotation
In any location
You're not ready to face that you have no steady vocation
Plus you're gettin' old, your raps are exhausted
Stop it, everybody knows that you've lost it
Singin' for these kids you don't know
When you should be at home with your own instead you're on your telephone
Fightin' with your girl like it's you against the world
Another drunk hotel bedroom corner, curled up like a naked fetus
Come and save him Jesus
Place him back in time before the Reaganomics and Adidas
Sometimes you're not impressed with the work you've done
And love isn't love if you didn't hurt someone
Your son says, Hi dad.
Your dad says, Whats up?
And me, I wanna thank you, but I won't, I'll just say, Good luck.

I remember walk'in round the court square sidewalk
Lookin' in windows at things I couldn't want
There's johnson's hardware and morgans jewelry
And the ol' Lee king's apothecary
They ware the little man
The little man

I go back now and the stores are all empty
Except for an old coke sign from 1950
Boarded up like they never existed
Or renovated and called historic districts
There goes the little man
There goes the little man

Now the court square's just a set of streets
That the people go round but they seldom think
Bout the little man that built this town
Before the big money shut em down
And killed the little man
Oh the little man

He pumped your gas and he cleaned your glass
And one cold rainy night he fixed your flat
The new stores came where you do it yourself
You buy a lotto ticket and food off the shelf
Forget about the little man
Forget about that little man

He hung on there for a few more years
But he couldn't sell slurpees
And he wouldn't sell beer
Now the bank rents the station
To a down the road
And sell velvet Elvis and
Second-hand clothes
There goes little man
There goes another little man

Now the are lined up in a concrete strip
You can buy the world with just one trip
And save a penny cause it's jumbo size
They don't even realize
They'er killin' the little man
Oh the little man

It wasn't long when I was a child
An old black man came with his plow
He broke the ground where we grew our garden
Back before we'd all forgot about the little man
The little man
Long live the little man
God bless the little man